Monday, 9 September 2013

More Than Just A Kiss Blogfest

I've been a bit slack on my blogfest participation. Okay, probably being a little busy to be paying much attention to them is likely to be closer to the point ... but when I saw this one hosted by Cecilia Robert and Christine Rains, I couldn't resist.

Yes, I'm a sap for kissing blogfests. Don't you dare judge me.

Anyhow ... this'll be pretty straightforward, my entry's below and it's from the novella I'm working on called A Game of Cat and Horse, a title which probably won't make a whole lot of sense until about book three of The Rogue King Saga ... hey, I had to call it something 'New Document' just wasn't cutting it. Besides, I thought it was clever given the main characters ...

He couldn't
stand here in her presence any longer and not desire a taste for himself. A single taste.
Nothing more. He was no savage.

"Jarend,"
Laccindy breathed. She'd flattened herself against the wall. Her usually sharp, azure eyes were suddenly very unsure.
"What do you think you're doing?"

"I
would've thought a worldly young woman like yourself would already know the
answer to that." He drew her leg up to his waist, caressing the downy fur
on her thigh. Such softness. "You've spent too much energy playing with
boys," he grated in her ear. "It's past time you let a man take you
in hand."

Her glorious
eyes widened further. "B-but–"

Their lips
connected once again. She would not talk her way out of his arms this time.

Her lips parted to grant him entry. He accepted the generous offer, his tongue
gliding against hers. Moaning, her fingers sunk into his hair, drawing him
deeper as if she sought to consume him. Her legs, seemingly moving of their own
violation, wrapped about his waist, holding him fast.

Taking it as
an invitation, his hand slipped beneath her loincloth, eliciting a delightful
little squeak from her throat. Her fingers slid down his back, claw tips
lightly dancing across his hide. Jarend groaned into her mouth. A man could go
mad whilst under her teasing ministrations. More. He needed more. Every ounce
of his soul craved her.

If he
couldn't be her first, then he'd damn well be her last.

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Whoo! ^_^ Make sure you're following Christine Rains' blog to see her cover reveal on the 13th.

Hot, hot, hot! You've included some vivid details along with the steamy passion. Well done! Thank you so much for participating in the blogfest. And I don't judge you at all. ;) Well, we will be judging the posts at the end of the week! *LOL* Also, thank you for shouting out about my cover reveal.

*dumps bucket of ice down my blouse** oh that was hot. I LOVE this sentence.. "You've spent too much energy playing with boys," he grated in her ear. "It's past time you let a man take you in hand." And the last one well. Definitely hot snippet! :D